Chapter 970 He Still Remembers Himself!

The man was wearing a neat suit. The temperature in the room was high, so when he walked in, he took off his coat and handed it to the servant beside him.

Ye Shengge stared at his movements in a daze, her heart beating wildly.

He was still alive!

However, before Jiang Yu took any action, Ji Shiting came out of the underground research institute, which could only mean one thing-Professor Xu and his team succeeded.

From her angle, she could only see the man's calm profile. Ye Shengge held her breath and waited. Finally, he cast his eyes in the direction of her. His dark and deep eyes were very dark, and his expression was also very calm. Ye Shengge had no way to judge his emotions.

He looked at her seriously for two seconds, as if he was identifying her identity, and then the man walked towards her.

Ye Shengge could only wait stiffly for him to approach. Soon, the man stood in front of her, put his arm around her shoulders, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Ye Shengge looked up and looked at him. As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice choked unconsciously: "Shi Ting..."

The next second, he held her chin and leaned over.

Ye Shengge couldn't help but open her eyes wide. Soon, the man's warm lips pressed accurately on her lips, slowly and forcefully sucking, and soon, his lips and tongue became hot.

When he put his tongue in, Ye Shengge finally came back to her senses from the trance.

He still remembers her!

This cognition made her feel like crying with joy. Although he looked a little bit wrong, this result was already a surprise for her.

Her eyes were gradually blurred by the fever, and his kiss gradually forced out more mist. Ye Shengge reached out and hugged his neck, trying to cater to this lingering and domineering kiss, and finally couldn't help but tears from her cheeks.

For a while, the only sound in the living room was the ambiguous sound of the two people's lips and tongues entangled. Sister Xiu covered her mouth excitedly, fearing that her sound would disturb them. She waved her hand, signaling the servants to leave, leaving the space for the two of them.

Ye Shengge gradually felt breathless. This kiss was so long that she didn't expect it. She felt the man's arms tightening around her. Suddenly, his hot palms branded her waist, and then he reached in from the hem of her clothes, reaching behind her to unbutton her underwear.

Feeling her chest loosen, Ye Shengge suddenly opened her eyes wide. She struggled a little, but Ji Shiting turned a deaf ear to her. Not only that, he also moved his hand to the front.

The man's slightly calloused palms rubbed her roughly. The slight pain accompanied by a bit of shameful stimulation almost made Ye Shengge's legs weak.

Fortunately, she had not been completely dragged into the abyss of lust by him. The remaining rationality made her try her best to press against his shoulders, trying to find a chance to speak.

Most importantly, she knew that he was not right. If he was fine, he would definitely not behave like this.

Fortunately, the man finally let go of her poor lips. The moment he let go of her, Ye Shengge took a long breath.

"Shi Ting, what's wrong with you...ah!"

Ye Shengge felt the man pick her up horizontally, and after a few steps, she pressed down on the sofa.

The man's hot body pressed closely against hers, his Adam's apple slid a few times, his dark eyes staring at her flushed face without blinking. Just as Ye Shengge was about to speak, he suddenly reached out and pressed his index finger on her swollen lips.